I need to get this goddamn contraceptive implant outta me.

I had it in on Tuesday and ever since I’ve felt sick as a dog and my anxiety has absolutely skyrocketed. I can barely be in social situations without wanting to scratch my skin off, my moods are manic, I keep crying, the negativity I’m experiencing is debilitating, I can’t sleep properly, I’m getting spots, paranoia, I flinch at the tiniest little surprise, I’m having palpitations… just, get it out of me. Also worried, as it was implanted the first day of my period and she said it was effective immediately, and when I came off my period I had sex, but what if it wasn’t a period? What if it was irregular bleeding caused by my medical history and I accidentally had unprotected sex?

These thoughts won’t stop going around and around. I feel sick and terrified and exhausted and more goddamn depressed than I’ve been in a while and I can’t logic or reason my way out of it. There’s absolutely nothing wrong. My brain is going haywire. 

So, Monday morning, emergency contraceptive pill and implant removal. Fuck this shit. I’d rather be sexless for life than deal with this for another week.

#my life  
  1. muhbones said: -hugs- :(
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